BTS Oneshots

Tragedy [PJM]

Requested by: Tiffanyyfarias [WP]

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The wind whistles, it softly blowing against your heated face and the rays of sunlight hitting your face; it felt nice. "Does it feel good?" You grin and nod at the question, "of course it does. I've been standing in front of the ovens for the past five hours." Jimin can't help the little snigger that leaves his lips at your words. He walks up to you and wraps a scarf around your neck just because he thought it was too cold.

Jimin wraps his arms around your middle, pulling you against his chest for you to feel his warmth as he gently plants his chin on your shoulder. "Bare with me. It's only for two hours more and we can leave for the day. I will probably have Jin or Taehyung take care of the few pastries left to deliver." Your head gently cocks to the side to lean against his as you take in the breathtaking view of the sun starting to set. "I can't wait for him to get here."

"Me neither." Jimin gently smiles as he caresses your stomach. A soft sound comes from Jimin as he begins to hum a lullaby, slowly rocking you back and forth. His eyes are closed into crescent moons, the wide grin on his lips showing just how happy he is.

"Guys! The oven's beeping!" Jungkook's voice breaks the peaceful scenery and brings the two back to where they actually are-the bakery.

As a joke, Jimin lets out a sob and tightens his hold on your figure before he, reluctantly, detaches his body from yours. "Why can't we stay like this forever?" He whines. You turn to face him and chuckle at his childishness and pat his head. In return, he lets out a small noise of satisfaction. "Come on, remember! Once we get home, we'll have a nice dinner and rest for the next five days." You try to comfort the pouting man who only sulks and looks at the ground. "Promise?" His voice is full of excitement it reminded you of a child making their parent promise they'd buy them something.

"Guys! The pastries are going to burn any minute now!" Jimin frowns and twirls on his feet, "then take them out, Jeon Jungkook!" From behind Jimin, you visibly see Jungkook flinch and run for the oven mits. The next second, Jimin's facing you once more with a pout and puppy eyes, "promise?"

Wow. It's fascinating how he can switch from being angry to childlike in a split second, not that you're complaining though. You take a step forward and wrap your arms around his neck and lean in to plant a chaste kiss on his lips before you walk back in. "Yes, now let's go. Jungkook's probably freaking out." Jimin groans when he realizes that he has to deal with his six annoying friends for another two hours.

"Jungkook! Don't remove the pastries from the tray. It just came out of the oven and don't you dare think about eating them again!" Jin scolds Jungkook who had his hand hovering above the sweet treats. You walk over to the somewhat younger male and pat his back, "don't worry, I got one for you." You whisper and point at the office where your belongings were. Jimin enters a few seconds later to see Jungkook jump and squeal in happiness.

He sighs and walks over to the aprons, wrapping one around his figure and taking another to wrap around yours, "come here, baby." He motions with a warm, gentle smile. You gently push Jungkook in the direction of the office and proceed to make your way over to your husband. "Open your arms for me," he instructs. You outstretch your arms while he swings the apron over your head and tie it from the back, not forgetting to remove the scarf around your neck. "You know, if you keep doing that for Jungkook, he's going to start leaching onto you." You shrug and twirl around to wrap your arms around Jimin's neck.